when my drugs begin to fail
and self-inflicted thoughts prevail
I run to the shower
where in peace I can cower
turn on the water, scalding hot
focus on pain instead of thought
I used to burn myself, but I became more shrewd
water doesn't make a mark, no scars accrued
until I can breathe I will run the water
turning it up hotter and hotter
I emerge as if I am anew
and not a soul has a clue
because you cant see tears when they fall in the shower
and at least I managed to live for another hour